Brandon, Thank You for writing this. Treasure these memories always. It reminded me of my Grandfather who taught me everything he knew about fishing when I was just a kid. Although he was not into flyfishing, he was with me when I caught my first trout (indeed, my first fish, also - a brown bullhead catfish). He passed away in 1978 from cancer, but I think of him very often, even have a photo of him on my flytying desk. I never fail to think of him when I am fishing, and I can't help but get the feeling that he would be very proud of me, since I love fishing as much as he did. I have a few remnants of his tackle (lures, etc.) which I keep in a special place in my tackle room.